Housekeeping

In my previous post I mentioned the renter of the shop below my house, who used the billboard of his shop to plaster over my window. I figured that, given his reaction to my simple question, he'd come back the next day with some new exploit.

That turned out to be the case: this time he actually turned out to be capable to put the billboard on it's correct location, but he had just decided to extend the back wall to his shop, blocking the path to my front door.
For some people warnings are useless, so this time I banned him from Street Whores and returned the entire contents of his shop.

But my housekeeping issues were minor compared to my friend Stephanie's. I could simply solve them by returning items, she had her items returned by a sim management that had misread it's instructions by the landlord: Fanci Deep was going to remodel and 3 of the 4 sims would not be solely dedicated to mermaids anymore. Much of Stephanie's items were returned. She worked hard, all sunday and part of monday (the day I am writing this) even, to repair most of the damage.

When I visited her again, later that day, she had progressed greatly. She's a fast builder for sure... It no longer looked like the site of a World War 2 air raid, but again like a sunken Atlantis on the floor of ... Blake Sea? Well.. It is in the Blake Sea area.

Meanwhile, I received news that one of the Street Whores' owners had allowed herself to be manipulated by the abusive renter, who had (predictably) sent a notecard behind my back, into lifting his ban, putting 'the issue up for debate'. My friend, one of the other owners just shook her head at action and sent a 'compromise' to the management group. We'll see. No infighting in our team over an asshat. I blocked him for now.

Asshole of a shopkeeper

For the record: this has nothing to do with ADN Designs. I have no issues with them, this person is just a reseller.

I had another shopkeeper renting the space below my house paste his sign onto my balcony. Usually they just move it down to the perimeter of their own shop, in line with what Sabrina, Wanda, Kat Style and all decent shopkeepers in the square do. This one started to argue and put the thing in front of my whole house.

I ejected him. He has to learn to behave.

I also put the neon sign with my name on the balcony. I prefer it where it was, but apparently it's needed to make clear what is part of your rental and what's part of the other's.

Meat market or fish market?

Whotter went out on the streets again selling his fish, or at least he made it look like that, while I sat in my window and saw the same useless punks walk by that I run into every day. But not for long:

Meat Market or Fish Martket?

While selling sex at the Meat Market seems to be a no-brainer, or even a bit corny of a suggestion, there wasn't much need for paid sex obviously. Maybe the occasional wanking while watching the girls present, but no buying.
So it was time to get the Chinese food stand out again and start selling some actual meat! I setup the thing next to Whotter and soon enough it became clear how Whotter's business practices had evolved: every customer was greeted with a soft roar as my little son defended his fish and chips, making sure he could eat everything himself.

A piece of meat

A well-known platitude about sex workers is that we 'just allow ourselves to be used as a piece of meat'. This is rather ridiculous of course, denying our own agency and possibilities to say 'yes' or 'no' to others, but in Second Life 'A piece of meat' sometimes gets a much different, very literal meaning.

I have this lovely client who doesn't only likes to play with me, but also eats me afterwards at some occasions. The nice thing about a virtual world is that you can just play out these fantasies again and again. Usually we go to the Town of Stepford for this, a rustic looking town that could have come straight out of a Stephen King novel. I think that says enough...

And then suddenly Playtime got busy

I had a chat with Rachael, who as you may remember, is one of the owners at Street Whores. Playtime has not been in use much lately and I told her I considered letting go of it. Since the shop next to the window brothel is empty, that would leave quite a gap in the shopping area known as 'The Meatmarket'.

Rachael was so kind to send out a notice. She was out in the streets with Bojana and both of them went to sit in the windows at my little window brothel. I followed them and soon two other girls joined in.
Of course, we were followed by Whotter, who went into one of the rooms and started to jump on the bed. You can't have everything go smoothly...

The early bird catches the fish

The early bird catches the fish!

Or that is what Whotter must have thought, as I found his fish and chips hut standing there when I walked out into the streets. This is why I couldn't find him for breakfast: he was already out there eating his own merchandise!

A typical timewaster

In my line of work I run into all sorts of timewasters. Let me share this IM conversation from today. I was sitting in my booth at 'Playtime' when I received an instant message from a guy that apparently had previously 'friended' me.

Punter: hello
Tsai Cheng: hi takumfaiz, how are you?
Punter: great
Punter: you
Tsai Cheng: good! thank you
Tsai Cheng: youŕe in for some hot fun dear?
Punter: i like to see you yes
Tsai Cheng: ok my rates are 1000 for 30 mins
Tsai Cheng: 500 for 15
Punter: maybe
Tsai Cheng: maybe?
Tsai Cheng: maybe you get laid?

Whotter walks a dog

Some days it gets more busy at the window brothel than others. Sometimes the traffic is just weird. This is when it gets time to have Whotter leash that dog that appeared and take him for a walk.

The dog, a cute little pug, is the same person as the little man I mentioned in a previous blogpost. It was already clear to me that he walks the entire neighbourhood and tries all of the girls. This time he even started to call me 'owner'. You bet I'm not his only 'owner'.

Of course, as with all people that like BDSM and related roleplays, he uses the RLV (Restrained Life) viewer and that is something that Whotter must have noticed as well...

He may only speak about 5 or 7 words in Second Life, but Whotter didn't take long to figure how to leash the little dog and take him out for a walk. Since there are a lot of one-day-fly hookers and other girls around that may only work this street for a few weeks and don't even know Whotter, you can imagine he got himself some attention walking the pug on a leash.

The end of summer

It has been a long and hot summer. As much as we love the season, as much as we know that it makes the men horny, ... summer heat isn't always good for business. The men go outside, take vacations, spend their free time with the wife and kids and they forget all about us.

Or don't they? Poor bastards...

It has been exceptionally dry and warm throughout Europe and that was noticed at Street Whores. All the hookers got overheated, often fleeing into an inflatable pool, like Rachael here, and the clients were mostly absent. Business only picked up the second half of August. Now, with September leading us into autumn, giving us the first long rainy days, I think it will become much more busy.

Let's see....

The little man in the tampon

The other day I was cleaning up a bit at my window brothel. I noticed someone had left a tampon in the sink. The girls can be so sloppy. I picked it up and... it moved!

There was actually quite some violent movement inside, so I decided to pull the tampon open. A little fellow came out. The man reached up to about my ankles when I placed him on the floor. I stared at him in amazement.
He couldn't tell me how he had ended up in the tampon, only that he had been inside for a while and he was tortured with pressure, heat and moist. I shivered as I listened to his story. This man had gone through some serious abuse!

In the end I said goodbye and warned him for crossing the street. Someone might step on him. I gave him my ratecard for future reference: in case he felt like crawling into some other place.

Moving a tyre kicker into the public bathroom

The other day I was standing here once again with a tyre kicker in view. I had seen him there for numerous times and no one recalled him ever having hired anyone. So...

I made myself a nice plywood box to put him in. Then it was easy to just slowly move the box. The physics in Second Life will make sure that he is moved along in the process.

This way you can even push an avatar straight through a wall. They won't feel a thing.

It's not the fastest procedure, but the effect is quite funny. Next time I bumped into this guy he ran away quite quickly...

The FIFA World Cup finals: who are the street whores rooting for?

Croatia or France, that is the choice today when it comes to outfits. Luv, to the left is clearly going to root for France. She might be French. Belgian Christina and English Mel are probably just wearing the Croatian checkered outfit to tease her.

Or to increase their slim chances to get fucked on this World Cup finals day...

Whores help each other

Beate has a double amputation, in RL for 2 years now. She has an amputated avatar as well in SL. Getting on a chair is not a normal thing for her. Viola and I lifted her onto the stool today.

Business is probably not very good, having two legs amputated. But most of the fun of what we do comes from the social element anyways. Having friends who help you get on your stool does add to it.

Happy 4th of July!

I wish all of my readers a happy 4th of July!

I am not American, but one has to think of her clients and readership in the virtual world too. Try to think about liberty today and what it means. Especially in times like these, in which your freedoms may be under attack from within, you want to get in touch with that revolutionary spirit again.

Playtime

Playtime! That will be the name of my window brothel. I had a hard time picking one, alternating between the mundane and the corny for my options, until I stumbled upon this neon sign on Marketplace. I decided to just stick with that for the name. There are plenty Red Lanterns and similar places around already. My colleague Ayesha, who walked in while I was building, liked the name.

Whotter seemed to like it too. Or was he just looking for fish?

My new window brothel

I never saw many functional window brothels in Second Life, so when I saw 3 consecutive shop spaces empty, just outside my front door, I decided to just rent the lot and see how it would work out if I started build my own.

It only took me about an hour or so to build it, so I could test it out with one of the girls that happened to be in the neighbourhood before too long. Of course Whotter thought the whole thing interesting too. Soon enough he realised there wasn't going to be any fish around though.

For every 3 windows I added a room with a bed and a sink. A simple phantom wall separates these from the vitrines. That's the handy thing about SL of course: I can omitt corridors and other spaces that just take up place.

I had to go on a trip over the weekend, but I was back soon enough to try the place for myself to work in. While I didn't get any business yet, I managed to attract some of the girls to try the vitrines. A few men walked by as well. If the thing works halfway decent, I will keep it after the month of rent I paid for it now.

You can find the place here: http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Wirtz/133/134/56

The stand-around-and-say-nothing-men

Some men like to go to Street Whores and stand still. We assume most of them are wanking while they cam around the sim. This is usually sort of tolerated. Some of these guys are naked as they walk in. It isn't disallowed to walk naked in the streets, but we all agree that it looks tacky.

No, not sexy. Tacky. It's good that those men can be derendered.

Pro Tip 8: Violet: Change your outfits

Violet, with her sheer endless inventory and gigantic wardrobe is sitting on the fountain edge here. She asks a lot of money from her guys, but then: she gives a lot of love and made 1.5 million L$ in her first year of (text) escorting alone. If they don't respect her though, they can 'Go fuck themselves." She is quite clear on that. This is her Pro Tip.

Violet's Pro Tip:

"Always  wear a new outfit  every day. That always works for me."

While buying a new outfit every day, as Violet claims to do, is a bit drastic, it does help to not always look the same. (As I actually often do, with my pink dress... oops) Of course it makes sense to be recognisable and have your own style, as Titzy told us in her Pro Tip, being exactly the same does get boring, also for punters. And boring is not a service we want to provide.

Blogging time

It's time for a new blog, but what should I write?

Early morning seems ideal for blogging, but that doesn't mean I have a subject yet. I could finish my piece on Violet's 'Pro Tip', if only I remembered the text she gave me, or I could write a piece on dolcett, which was a thing I hadn't done yet in Second Life, but was introduced to me recently by a nice lady.

Choices, choices...

I should probably just get one of these two subjects going. It should not be too hard. In the meantime I can write about blogging and getting stuck at it.

Street cleaning

Stephanie told me about some person that 3 or 4 girls were annoyed with. After talking to one of them, it became pretty clear to me: all that this 'asshole' did was standing still in the middle of the street, 'for hours' as they said. Probably wanking.
So I searched Marketplace for a bulldozer. Naturally I got a bit distracted and bought me and a bunch of girls a set of summer dresses... You can see Candy and I wearing them in this photo.

In the end I got this pretty 'AT CSU Rat' and the first thing that happened you must have guessed already: Whotter jumped on it and tried to sweep us up...

Steph is back

A few days ago I heard a friend say that she saw Stephanie in-world. It must have been ages. I missed her.

We met a few days ago, while I was chatting with Violet and Christina. Today she walked by my place after I had to do another piece of Street Whores administration (ban another girl for breaking the rules here) You won't believe the stuff we need to do to maintain the place a little...

It's good to have her back. It will help to restore order a bit. And give some room for extra fun.

Second Life's 15th Birthday

Second Life's 15th Birthday is something that I have missed completely. I have been to a couple of the Birthday regions over the previous years, but this time the death of an old friend here at Street Whores, a few smaller things and lack of time in RL has prevented me from paying much attention to it.

That is not a disaster of course, but I would have liked to see some of the builds on the SL15B regions. Reading the blog on the Second Life Community page I saw some other interesting things though that Linden Labs will have in store for us this year.

They mention 15 improvements here. Many of them have to do with the costs of mainland and increasing the value residents get for their money, which is a thing we should all be happy about. There are some perks mentioned for premium accounts. I never went premium since I didn't see the point. I am not sure I would now. As long as I don't 'own' virtual land I can get by perfectly well on a basic account, renting my places where they are available.
There is the mention of new games and experiences. I never played one of these. Maybe I should some day soon, simply so I can blog about it. I can see the value for newcomers when it comes to teaching them how the platform works, but I prefer to rely on my own imagination and the communities I live in.
Then there are some measures for performance improvement. We'll see how that works out.

What really struck me though is point number 7: The return of Last Names - You’ve asked for it (a lot!), so we will provide a way to customize your last name in Second Life! More details will be available later this year. 

Having a 'legacy' last name, my avatar being from 2010, I really like this one. I see all these new single named-residents (All having that annoying 'Resident' as addition to their account name for many purposes) and I pity them. For their names that end with numbers, the hopeless display names they sometimes choose, etc. Before that people could only pick a last name from a list, but this seemed only to trigger the creativity of the avatar's owner, often leading to memorable, if not hilarious names. Ever since those were abandoned I look at people's choices and I just have to yawn.

I hope this change will make avatar names more bearable again for all of us in the near future...

Tina Bonnie returned

I had the strangest day yesterday. First I had an incident where I found out I forgot the rental box for my house. Some new girl to the place had already rented the box. Since I've been living here for over for years, the place was previously redecorated for me and I had absolutely no intention to move, we had to look for an alternative for this girl.
Then I saw Tina Bonnie back. I thought she had left SL. She wasn't dressed in her old hooker attire anymore, neither did she give me the impression that she had been drunk lately. She did come across strange to me, though. She had become a nun!

To me and Violet this was confusing. We thought she had left SL, but she denied this. She also told us that she had discovered God and she was at peace now. After a while she walked off. I hope we see her again some time soon. 

A wake for Condorina

At thursday 29 March 2018 we held a wake for our friend Condorina, who had died on March 11th of this month. It was a big dance, where many of the old, but also new girls of the community showed up. A long-time club-owner at the Wirtz region in Second Life, Condorina would have liked the party.

The party became a late one, with both our usual DJ's Rach and Suzi looking up music they like and that Condi would have liked. A couple of girls danced on until after closing time.

In memoriam: Condorina

I received a notice in-world, written by Rachael. She informed us, friends, colleagues, that Condorina had died. She had received the news through Condi's RL family, who had also updated her profile with it.

Condorina had been a long-time member of our community. She was one of the officers in the little town Street Whores from about the time that I joined and though I didn't see her often anymore lately, I remember her very well...

Image source: Kama & Friends Travelogue

Condorina was featured in a 2011 article on the Kama & Friends Travelogue blog in an article on our little town and sex work in Second Life in general. She was a manager at Street Whores from the early days onwards and she had her own art gallery in another region. I actually had one of her artworks hanging in my Second Life house for a number of years.
In the end, Condorina died in RL on sunday, march 11, from a lung disease she had lived with for quite a long time.

Me at Club Radiance, early 2014

For about a year, she ran Club Radiance in our town, which offered a good party venue and a place for the girls to dance for tips. Though it was popular in the area, it closed in the autumn of 2014. As you can see, Condi was an active member of our community. Unfortunately, RL gets us all in the end. Rest in peace, Condorina.

Peppermint Girl

Natalie (nataliegem) has a gallery named Peppermint Girls. I did a photoshoot for her in the past, but not one for the Peppermint Girls yet. She asked me for it this week. Naturally I said yes, she has a stylish collection that now consists of photos of 22 girls in Second Life. I am number 22!

You can see the Peppermint Girls inworld at: http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Arginutti/51/145/41
Or, if you don't feel like walking to the gallery, here they are on Flickr: https://www.flickr.com/photos/147915751@N07/albums/72157689897546596

Whotter found a mermaid

Whotter found a mermaid in the fountain. I just heard him shout: "Fish! Fish!", getting way too excited. He even forgot about the monkeys that he hates so much for chasing him out of the square's fountain.

I had to explain him that this fish was not for him. He didn't like that. He staid around the mermaid for a while, trying to communicate with her, but she didn't pay much attention to him. In the end, Whotter walked back to me, looking rather disappointed.

Whotter and his toy plane

Whotter got this toy plane a few weeks ago and he has been busy playing with it. Mostly he just runs around wearing the box-shaped plane, making lots of noise. Occasionally he bumps into one of my colleauges or some punter that fell asleep in the street.

Today also. I was glad that he took his noisy new game somewhere else for a while when Bo was so unwise to say the words 'fish and chips' in her conversation with a French girl.
He wasn't flying, but Whotter surely ran like he was. Within a few seconds he had appeared in fron of her, begging for fish. It took me a while to convince him that he would not get anything for a while, since he had just finished his breakfast.
He ran off again, bumping his plane against some street lanterns and other furniture. I wonder when he will destroy the thing...

A day in whoring

It's thursday and I am going to document what happens on a typical day for me at Street Whores in Second Life. If you want excitement I suggest you go read something else ;-)

12:45 AM I wake up and get myself some breakfast and coffee before I head to the streets. Looking at minimap, it seems calm, in numbers, compared to the past 6 month average.

12:50 AM Whotter discovers I am awake and starts bugging me for fish. Shortly after I feed him I get logged off. I use the opportunity for a bathroom break and get back in.

12:57 AM I walk out into the street. It's chilly out and there is no one at the Meat Market, where I decided to start my shift. I only notice my friend and colelague Violet some 35m away.

1:00 AM I post a photo on Flickr and promote it in the 'The Sexiest : pornstars" group in Second Life, stating my goal to document a shift in the streets.

1:02 AM I notice my friend Violet has IM'ed me, 5 minutes ago. I reply to her that "I am okay" and I thank her.

1:19 AM I am going to pour myself a second cup of coffee. I check minimap and I conclude that there are 10 people present here in the red light district. One of them is a potential client. Inspecting his profile, he doesn't look very promising though, so I decide to ignore him. There's always more coffee to drink.
1:25 AM I decide to post the blog and edit it as I go along and new things happen. I send a tweet with a link to the blogpost.
1:31 AM Whotter looks me up at the Meat Market, demanding more fish. I tell him that he's had enough for breakfast already. I don't want him to get fat.
1:37 AM On minimap I spot another man in the distance. I identify him as a well-known tyre kicker and ignore him.
1:41 AM I post a link to my blogpost on Google Plus.
1:43 AM My colleague Melanie (Warden, not Tuxing) walks within my chat range. She wants to know how tricks are.
1:55 AM While I chat with Melanie, an elderly man in a dark suit walks past. He watches us, answers our greetings and then walks on.
2:07 AM Melanie walks off. She says that if she doesn't see anything interesting she will go do something fun for herself.
2:11 AM Whotter walks by, with his new cart/plane toy and asks for more fish. I tell him it's not lunchtime yet.
2:17AM I decided that I've had enough of it and I leave.

 

A long day ahead

"Yes, Whotter, it's going to be a long day!"

Whotter nods and nibbles on his fish. 

"Business isn't anymore what it has never been."

Whotter nods.

"This place is all deserted now."

Whotter looks to the left and points.

"Yes, I know."

"Whore!"

"Hey!"

Whotter waves at the girl approaching from the Zombie Square.

"Well... it seems one of the zombies woke up, at last."

 

Which Hole?

Which Hole? by Carola Conover

I did a photoshoot yesterday with Carola Conover. She was looking for a model with mesh body and mesh pussy she said. I thought my VAW XTC pussy was mesh so I reacted. She had someone else on the set, it turned out: Nicho Star. He was handsome, so no objections there.
Carola took her time to pose us all, as you would expect from a professional, and made this beautiful picture. There's a whole lot more on her Flickr feed: https://www.flickr.com/photos/143358543@N02/39923230461/

Gancao Bailey

I was chatting with Gancao this morning and she sent me this set of photos that I quite liked. I asked her who the photographer was.
"I am the photographer."

Gancao Bailey, by Gancao Bailey

Now I am trying to persuade her to join the club and make herself a Flickr-account too...

A hint of summer

My friend Violet got me these colourful clothes. Much fun! It brings a hint of summer to this dreary winter.

Whotter looked a bit strange at me. Maybe it is because I also added the huge hairbow and a pair of colourful sunglasses to the outfit. He shaked his little head while he was gobbling his fish and chips. In the cold January wind.